God has carried me through my wilderness places and now, in many ways, I stand on the edge of my Jordan — of my impossible. In my spirit I can see Him letting me down from His shoulders to stand in the rocky soil where the river laps. He’s not saying anything aloud, but His eyes — His eyes gaze into mine, searching, questioning, asking me if I will trust Him … trust Him here on the river’s edge.
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Lord, I look to You for my source of strength, my unspeakable joy, and my perfect peace. I look to You, Lord, for You are faithful, Your promises are true. You carry me when I’m too weary to stand. In your tenderness, you wipe the tears that flow so freely.
I pray for others who need to be reminded of Your great love. Sometimes, the difficulties of life circumvent our knowledge of Your grace and abiding Presence. You haven’t gone anywhere, but suddenly in our frustration and angst, You seem afar off — aloof to our needs.
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Perhaps Noah looked about at the safe gathering of two kinds of every living creature on the earth and thought, “It is well.”
What manner of love is this? In the face of mass destruction God made a way to save His righteous ones. He did not remain afar off watching the destruction of a rebellious people with satisfaction, but instead, as only a Father can, He made sure His child was safe in the storm — God personally closed the door behind Noah and his family.
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This I know … my flesh stinks. Please forgive me for my snarky thoughts. My tongue is sore from biting it. Thank You for the self-control not to speak my mind, but please forgive me for my thoughts that were not of You. Renew my thoughts by the power of Your Word. I bring them captive to Your Lordship because I so desire to please You in all things, especially the difficult places.
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In child-like faith I recently scooped up the fragile pieces of my shattered life, and carried them to my Father. I placed them in His capable hands — put my hope in Him — and trusted Him to guard and resurrect my life.
Warmth from the brilliant light of His Presence infused my weary spirit. I lay upon the soft fleece of the Lamb who died that I might live. And I rested. And waited —
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